Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

Chapter 407: Fist conquers the world

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Xiangyang City Head.

Yu Liang stared at the Mongolian army in the distance, with crowds of people and flags flying.

Although many martial arts people have gathered in the city, facing such a huge enemy force, Xiangyang's defense still appears to be weak.

"For the current plan, if we want to reverse the situation of the war, we can only take decapitation action."

Yu Liang took a deep breath and said slowly.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong beside him heard this and looked at Yu Liang one after another.

A trace of doubt flashed in Guo Jing's eyes: "Beheading operation? Junior Brother Yu, what do you mean!"

Huang Rong frowned slightly and said worriedly: "This move is extremely risky!"

"To get close to the Great Khan, you have to get through me first!"

In front of Yu Liang, it was like a whirlwind of death blew up. All the soldiers who were blown by the wind covered their mouths and noses in pain, and then they bleed from their orifices and fell to the ground dead.

However, war is cruel, and he will not let the other side go just because of their courage!
He quickly pulled out the sword in his hand and ordered an attack on his soldiers.

On the battlefield, when the Mongolian general saw Yu Liang rushing into battle alone, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Yu Liang shouted loudly.

Yu Liang raised his hand to stop them from talking.

"Go on, kill him!"

In the astonished eyes of everyone.

In an instant, the Mongolian army surged like a flood, charging towards Yu Liang with loud shouts of killing.

The martial arts heroes and the soldiers who defended the city were stunned. They had never seen such a thrilling scene.

"what!"

The sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, echoing over the battlefield.

A wide passage was instantly opened up among the Mongolian army.

A burly, bald man suddenly appeared in front of Yu Liang, blocking his path.

then.

Yu Liang glanced at him and whispered: "Jinlun Dharma King!"

This loud shout was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of every Mongolian soldier.

Yu Liang jumped off the top of Xiangyang City without any warning.

Yu Liang stared at the towering banner in front of him, which marked the location of the Mongol Khan.

The figure drew an elegant arc in the air, like a roc spreading its wings, riding on the wind, and rushed straight to the location of the Mongolian Khan.

This Jinlun Dharma King is indeed an extraordinary figure. The "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" he practices is a supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill of the Vajra Sect of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. The whole skill is divided into thirteen levels.

The power of this technique will be significantly enhanced as the level increases. Each time you level up, you can increase the power of one dragon and one elephant. If you reach the tenth level, you will have the power of ten dragons and ten elephants.

However, the so-called material determines consciousness!
If the physical strength is too strong and the spiritual realm cannot keep up, then it will be controlled by this force.

There once was an eminent monk in Tibet who continued to practice bravely and diligently after reaching the ninth level. However, when he reached the tenth level, his inner demons suddenly attacked him and he was unable to control himself. He danced wildly for seven days and seven nights until he died of exhaustion. .

The Jinlun Dharma King in front of me has actually reached the tenth level in cultivation in just a few decades. This shows that he is also extremely talented.

Yu Liang couldn't help but feel a sense of cherishing talents.

"If you turn around and leave, I might be able to let you live!"

"Humph!"

Upon hearing this, King Jinlun just snorted disdainfully, obviously not accepting Yu Liang's proposal.

He moved and immediately flew towards Yu Liang, suddenly raising his hand and delivering a heavy punch.

Yu Liang's eyes narrowed, and he moved sideways nimbly, skillfully dodging this swift blow.

"Pity!"

Yu Liang sighed.

He raised his hand and punched King Jinlun.

This punch seems light and has no strength, but in fact it contains extremely terrifying power.

Wherever the fist passed, the air seemed to be split, making a sharp whistling sound. Jinlun Dharma King felt this terrifying power and his face changed suddenly, but it was too late to avoid it.

The fist hit his body instantly, and there was only a loud noise. Under the impact of the fist, the figure of Jinlun Dharma King was instantly torn apart as if it had been struck by a knife or an axe.

"Oh, I gave you a chance but didn't know how to cherish it!"

Yu Liang once again fixed his gaze on the towering banner in front of him.

His feet suddenly kicked the ground, and the huge recoil force exploded instantly, causing cracks like spider webs to appear on the ground.

With this kick, Yu Liang's whole body flew out like an arrow from a bow string, quickly heading towards the direction of the big banner.

"kill!"

Following the shouts of the Mongolian army, all the soldiers rushed towards Yu Liang like a swarm.

For a moment, a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​swords seemed to appear in front of Yu Liang, with countless sharp swords and spears pointing at him, flashing with cold light.

Facing the Mongolian army coming like a tide.

Yu Liang showed no fear and suddenly shouted:
"roll!"

Like thunder, it echoed over the battlefield.

With this loud roar, the heat emanating from his body rose up like a flame, and the momentum around him suddenly erupted.

This powerful momentum directly shattered all the swords, guns, swords and halberds that rushed towards him, and the fragments flew everywhere.

At the same time, the Mongolian soldiers who were close to him were also blown away by this powerful momentum and fell heavily to the ground.

There was sudden silence on the battlefield, and all the Mongolian troops were frightened by Yu Liang's roar and powerful momentum.

They looked at Yu Liang in horror, as if they were looking at an invincible God of War.

Yu Liang moved forward quickly again, leaving an afterimage behind every move, which was dazzling.

As he approached, the Mongol Khan's guards also began to become nervous. They held spears and stood ready.

Yu Liang's figure suddenly accelerated again and rushed towards the Mongolian Khan.

When the leader of the guard saw this, he yelled:
"Protect the Khan!"

Yu Liang ignored all attacks and ran over them as unstoppably as a heavy tank.

When the Mongolian Khan saw this, a look of horror appeared on his face.

He had never seen such a powerful enemy, as if a god had descended upon him.

He wanted to escape, but it was too late!

Yu Liang had already broken through the defense line of the guards and stood in front of the Mongol Khan.

He stared at Dahan, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The Mongol Khan was shocked by his gaze and did not dare to move.

"It's a pity that you met me, otherwise..." Yu Liang said coldly.

Mongolian Khan swallowed and said tremblingly: "You...what do you want?"

"It's very simple. Let your army retreat and promise never to go south!" Yu Liang's tone was decisive.

When the Mongolian Khan heard this, he nodded directly and agreed without any hesitation: "Okay. I promise you, I will never go south!"

When Yu Liang heard this, a smile appeared on his lips.

The reason why he didn't kill the other party was because even if he killed him, Mongolia would just have another leader, and the Mongolian army would come back!
It would be better to put this big Mongolian man back who was frightened after seeing his own power, and threaten him not to go south.

This will give Yu Liang some time. When the time comes, the offensive and defensive changes will occur, and it is his old Yu family who will start the Northern Expedition.

Yu Liang turned around and left, his figure gradually disappearing on the battlefield.

What was left behind was the sound of the retreating footsteps of the Mongolian army and the voices of the soldiers of Xiangyang City cheering for victory.

Back at the top of Xiangyang City, Guo Jing and others kept praising him.

"Junior Brother Yu, you are so good!"

"Where is it? Don't do it six times!"

After this battle, Yu Liang's name spread throughout the world, and his prestige reached its peak!

At the same time, the operation on Lin'an was coming to an end. After clearing the embers of obstacles, Hailongwei was left hiding in the dark and returned to Xiangyang alone to join Yu Liang.

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(End of this chapter)